This chapter is dedicated to caitlynwrites_07 you are a gem ❤
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Mirabelle stares at her K-pop-inspired ceiling, it is a collage of all her favorite band's logos, BTS standing out the most. There was EXO, TWICE, GOT7, BLACKPINK and so many more, but right now, she couldn't see any of them. Why? Because her brain is too busy replaying scenes of the almost-kiss moment she had with Darren.
She's tried to shut it out by imagining her current favorite BTS music video ' Fake Love ' but to no avail, somehow Darren's face seems to just pop up out of nowhere. Mirabelle screams and kicks her blanket in frustration. She doesn't mind who hears her because her parents weren't home - as usual.
There's a knock on the door, and Mirabelle already knows who it is.
"I'm not hungry Liza, I just wanna be alone." Mirabelle drones out. She knew that it was a sad attempt to dissuade her nosy nanny.
Her suspicions are confirmed when she hears the door click open. She just sighs and rolls over on her queen-sized bed, presenting her back to Liza.
"Now, now, sweety, you know very well that breakfast is the most important meal of the day, and no matter how down you are, you're not allowed to miss it." Liza says, matter of factly as she places the tray of beef jerky, scrambled eggs, and a glass of orange juice on her bed.
Mirabelle only buffs in response without turning to face her. Liza just rolls her eyes.
"Okay, then, since that's how you want to play it," Liza says, and a second later, yanks Mirabelle's blanket off of her, leaving her bare legs and stocking clad feet exposed. She was wearing shorts and a large-sized BTS merch hoodie.
She uses her hands to cover her face, as she whines "Lizaaa... Why do you have to be like this?" She says feigning tears.
"You know that doesn't work on me right, so you better sit your little bum up before I yank you out of this bed with more force than necessary." Liza demands, with her hands on her hip.
Mirabelle, seeing as there was no way out of this, sits up robotically with an exaggerated groan emphasizing the fact that she was not enjoying this one bit. She looks to he'd nanny and then folds her hands with a pout.
"Aww, that's real cute. Now eat your breakfast, then you can tell me what all this... Is about. " Liza says, gesturing to Mirabelle's less than attractive appearance.
Mirabelle complies begrudgingly and eats her breakfast sluggishly while Liza watches her intently. She was doing this to frustrate Liza into leaving her alone, but the crazy lady remained resilient, never taking her eyes off of her until she took the very last bite of food an hour later.
As soon as she'd gulped the last sip of her juice, Liza clears away the tray and sits attentively in front of her.
Mirabelle huffs. "There's nothing to tell Liza, I just want to have a lazy day is all." She says exasperated.
"Don't give me that crap young lady, I didn't endure your sluggish eating to be turned away that easily, now spill, what's got you so down in the dumps?" Liza inquires with a raised eyebrow.
Mirabelle sighs, she was definitely not getting out of this one.
"Well, you see..." Mirabelle begins, not knowing how to place her words.
"Go on, that's a good start." Liza encourages.
"There's this boy..." Mirabelle begins.
"I knew it, I knew it, I said it, I said to myself 'Liza, only a boy can get Mirabelle so down like that' yeah, I said it." Liza interrupts, standing up and pacing the room while rambling to herself.
Mirabelle stares at her wide-eyed as if she'd grown an extra head.
"Really, how'd you figure?" She asks surprised.
"It wasn't that difficult. You came home yesterday with a lost look in your eyes, and during dinner, you would smile to yourself, then frown, then blush, then smile and blush at the same time. All in all, you looked kooky crazy." Liza explains, as she once again slumps on the bed.
"Wow, and here I thought I was being inconspicuous." Mirabelle mutters.
"Are you serious? You would have had better luck hiding an extra pair of arms." Liza states with a laugh.
"Well since you know everything, leave me alone so I can sulk in peace." Mirabelle says and tries to lay back on her bed. Liza grabs her hands and pulls her up before her back can hit the bed though.
"Not so fast Mamacita, you still haven't told me what this guy did to you to make you all, well... Blech," Liza says, making a face by sticking her tongue with cross-eyes.
Mirabelle gives a small laugh.
"It's nothing. It's just... I and this boy have never been on good terms, in fact, I hate him, I mean, I thought I hated him up until yesterday... He just... He just looked so sad, and I've never seen him like that. It was a far cry from his overall cocky and confident persona. Then we were talking, then hugging, and then... He... We..." Mirabelle stutters at the end, being unable to make eye contact with Liza, as she blushes profusely.
"You... Kissed." Liza finishes for her.
"No, that's the thing, we didn't kiss. It was an almost kiss and I swear my heart leaped out of my chest and unto the moon, and..and.." Mirabelle says, then lays back on her bed with a groan. She grabs her fluffy pillow and screams into it, clearly frustrated.
Liza smiles at how adorable Mirabelle was being. It was clear to her what the problem was, and as the most awesome nanny in the world, she was going to help her through it.
"Chika..." Liza coos, and gently pulls Mirabelle back up. Mirabelle just looks at her with sad puppy dog eyes.
"You're going to be fine okay, you're confused, I can tell, because you don't understand how could suddenly start liking someone you for sure hated not too long ago. But, let me tell you something Bella; the thing about feelings is no one fully understands them. Maybe there was something there this whole time but you were either too angry or too scared to notice it, and all it needed was a little push to unravel itself. Yesterday, you got that push." Liza finishes in a soothing tone while stroking her hair.
"Or maybe it was just a spur of the moment, and tomorrow everything will go back to normal with him being the most annoying, handsome jerk to ever walk the face of the earth." Mirabelle defends with a frown.
"Okay, Chika, you may be right. But don't rule out the fact that there might be something between you two, something good and with a lot of potentials. You have to be true to yourself to know what you really want, once you can do that, everything will fall into place, you'll see." Liza says, looking intently at Mirabelle.
"I guess you're right. Wow, when did you get so wise all of a sudden?" Mirabelle teases.
"Don't push it Mamacita, I can still be mean AF." Liza says sassily.
They both laugh.
"Now, why don't you get out of bed, and do something relaxing today, to help you get your mind off things." Liza suggests as she stands up from the bed.
"Like what?" Mirabelle asks, genuinely curious as she puts her hair up in a messy bun.
"Anything, aside from binge-watching K-dramas that is." Liza states with a pointed look.
"Well, there goes that idea." Mirabelle mutters deflated.
"Why don't you find out what your friends are up to today?" Liza asks, touching her chin thoughtfully.
"Well, after yesterday's events, I'm pretty sure everyone's just sleeping in and I don't want to bother them or anything, we're not that close yet," Mirabelle answers as she stands up from the bed, and goes to her bay window. Pulling the curtains aside, she notices that it's a beautiful day and a thought pops into her mind, making her smile.
"How about you go for a swim then?" Liza suggests, echoing Mirabelle's thoughts offhandedly as she makes her bed.
This shocks Mirabelle as she whips her head back facing Liza, eyes wide.
"Why would you even suggest that?" She asks, slightly panicked.
"Because... it's something you usually do when you're down in the dumps?" Liza says, confused about Mirabelle's reaction.
"Oh..okay," Mirabelle says nervously, mentally scolding herself for her overreaction.
"Right..." Liza says as she stands and gives her a weird look. "So, I'm gonna go pick out a bikini, then prepare the pool for you..." Liza starts making her way to Mirabelle's walk-in closet.
"Don't bother with the pool, I'm going to the beach. It's a beautiful day, and I don't want to stay cooped up at home." Mirabelle says as she follows her into the huge closet.
"Whatever you want senõra. As for me, I'm going to be downstairs binge-watching my favorite Mexican telenovela." Liza says excitedly, as she skips out of the closet.
"Pot, kettle," Mirabelle mutters with a laugh.
"I heard that, and in my defense...I don't have boy troubles" Liza responds with extra sass.
"Hey!" Mirabelle yells but can't control her laughter.
"Oh, and Chiquita, just take it slow and be cool," Liza says as she wiggles her way out the door, leaving a laughing Mirabelle in her wake.
Once her laughter subsides, Mirabelle walks to her stereo and soon after, 'Dimple Illegal' by BTS is blasting all around the room. She begins to pick out her outfit for the day, promising herself to just take things step by step... If only it were that easy.
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I am so sorry for the late update, things have just been so hectic lately. Please forgive me my Lovelyz 🥺
This chapter is literally the longest filler chapter I've ever written. Mirabelle has got a lot of things to sort out, and just look at nanny Liza coming through with the best advice.
By the way, this is who I envision Liza as:
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tay tuned because this beauty is set to make more relevant appearances in my story 😉
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Song Suggestion: My Universe by Coldplay ft BTS 💜
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Luwiza out ✌